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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Week 22 – the reunion -Oreo-baby can hear me - post

We have
made it to week 22 :-)

Let’s feast
! … On Oreos.I did not like them
before, but out of a sudden I do understand that there are some who create
almost religion-like rituals about devouring them. And the worst, I somehow
still don’t like them, but I want to eat them. Well, maybe I should go and eat
the ash of cigarettes, like some others have the urge to do…. And there are no
calories in that either. :-) Nah, I’ll just be good and eat one Oreo, and
another, and one more. Suddenly there are none. I have never understood that
before, until now. I hate them, but gimme more! (They are not even real
cookies, are they?)

Baby hears
you (so watch what you say!)

I snatched
that line out of an email I got last night. And the suggestion behind this is,
that it is good when I sing to her. So far baby has learned all the lyrics from
Frozen, ‘Let it go' most of the time,
because I had to sing it for days in the kitchen and elsewhere. It is sticky.
Our baby is due in October, so ‘Do you want to build a snowman’ is almost
appropriate, too. Let’s see. She knows some classical music, but I also spoiled
her with Ellie Golding and some other pop. Of course, I played Alice Cooper and
AC/DC …. Ha, gotcha. :-) I know that babies react to music once they can hear,
and you can guess what I am waiting for now. I want her to dance, of course,
and later, after birth, it is said that songs babies heard in utero have a more
soothing effect on them than others. So, I’ll try more of the traditional
children’s songs and soft and calming music. ... And definitely not Hardrock!

Reunion ... and an early bedtime

To have hubby back is awesome. When he came back, we celebrated our reunion. But I also
knew that he was dead tired from a week where he had worked a lot and surely
had not slept much. And I could see that. Hey, I was not selfish, hubby
couldn’t sleep at first and he needed a few hours to adjust a little. There’s
nothing wrong in doing the adjustment in bed, is it? As I have mentioned in my
last post, he was definitely not out to punish me. Maybe he’d have fallen
asleep half way through a possible lecture? I will never find out, but I am
glad that we had it his way, because of his trust in me.

Anyway. Our Monday evening idea was to go to a
restaurant. After all, this will not happen too often when baby is
there. Yes, the plan was a really good one and I couldn't wait for the evening to come. But first we had a very pleasant morning and
after lunch more pleasant moments, though in the evening our plan evaporated. Hubby
had fallen asleep on the sofa and I think it was best that way. As much as I
would have loved to be out with hubby, he obviously needed a good night’s
sleep. I could barely wake him up and tried successfully to bring him to bed.
Usually it would be more like the other way round, but not this time. I loved
to undress him and tug him in and Tuesday morning he got a late breakfast served in bed with all service possible. :-)

We had thought about trying the restaurant yesterday instead, but hubby still looked too tired, more so than Monday morning, after a long journey. Still, I think we used the time we had well, for talking and reconnecting.

Now about the more unusual part: In the evening I asked(begged) hubby if I could decide his bedtime only once, because I cannot sleep early at the moment, since I am still a part-time insomniac, whereas he, on the other hand, looked as if he needed additional sleep and did not want to, because I had made it pretty obvious that I was so happy to have him back.

Hubby agreed and so I could send him to bed a little later than nine pm. I admittedly loved that. Usually I'd be the one whose bedtime is set by hubby. And sending him to bed early was nice because often enough I know that he does so much for me and I do not always have the means to do the same for him. OmG, this sounds weird now. What I mean is, I do all for hubby. But sometimes this is not enough and doing this little bit extra, a little more, is what I want to do.

6 comments
:

I'm so glad that you guys were able to reconnect :-) I totally get what you mean by doing things for your husband beyond serving, too. It is lovely to offer total service, of course, but sometimes you just want to pamper him :-) I would guess that your maternal instincts may be kicking in here a bit too? I think it was that way for me. It really sucks that you are craving cookies that you don't even like! I was told by my nutritionist that craving certain foods, like chocolate, means you actually need to eat spinach and greens. While I listened and ate tons of greens, it only reduced the frequency of cravings, not the severity. Congratulations on week 22, and baby being able to hear your voice and music!

River, I am still the same computer dork as always. My reply to you is under this quick note. I don't know why I always push the wrong buttons. Must be my special ability. Somehow replies appear only sometimes directly connected to the original comment. This confuses me.

River, thank you, I am so glad that I did not fumble completely with my words, and you are right, I love pampering hubby, and serving him covers some of it, but sometimes I really want to show more of this, so that he knows how special he is for me. :-) Yes, I loved tugging hubby in, and maybe I was a bit of mommy there too. I loved every moment of it. Oreos are definitely not for me, but at the moment I want them so much that I was close to racing to the supermarket (I did not race, because I have a baby on board!), to get them quickly and I had eaten some right in the supermarket. I'll ask my doc for an alternative and would love to eat loads of veggies. Actually I do that, maybe it would be far worse if I did not. I don't know. I love that baby can hear now. It lets me appear less weird when I am singing. And I hope that baby enjoys what she hears and sleeps better with some of the songs she has heard before being born.

Hi Nina, firstly, what's wrong with rock music for bubs? She could be the coolest little baby rock chick LoL :)

Pregnancy cravings are strange aren't they? I agree, it sucks you crave cookies you don't even really like! I'm so glad you and hubby were able to reconnect and I get what you mean about wanting to take care of and pamper him.

Hi Roz, I think it was you who wrote about Bruce Springsteen, wasn't it? So, there is nothing wrong with rock music, and there are some very nice ones. Hubby likes them better than I do, though, and when baby has to sleep, I think some soft and calm songs are maybe nicer. Somehow I connect rock music with loud songs, which is not what I want if baby is meant to sleep at 3 am. ...But I know there are softer rock songs too. Two of my favourites --> Nothing else matters; Stairway to Heaven. ...And Born in the USA is great, too, when you sing it loud, with many others...before I gabble on forever ...

many hugs

Nina

...hubby would like to have baby as the coolest little baby rock chick, I am sure. I think I'll rather wait with her until she is 15, before she does that :-)